Illiterates Idiots and Interferers

The Hobbit has no clue why i am on my own blog roll. She don’t know how to be on my blog roll. She don’t know how other blogs, esp. those on blog spot can be on mine. She has no idea why the Sleep Talker cant leave a comment on my blog. She don’t know how to change the font size of my posts. Damn ppl are useless these days!

Since the time I heard Alison Krauss the other day, her music is all that plays in my head. And the breathtakingly lazy weather just makes it all the more convenient to not do anything in particular. All this laziness, it makes me feel guilty. I shall join salsa classes. The only problem with that is the lack of the other gender’s enthusiasm. Its annoying! and passes waaaaay over my head! Why, why can’t men shake a leg! Whats the problem! they can’t look any more stupider than they normaly do. why is it that they talk about batman superman without any qualms at 25 but feel shy to dance!

And no, they have not yet given up on Arushi. Whats everyone’s problem? Why CAN’T they let people live in peace? WHY CAN’T WE JUST BE?! Stop IP-ing me for One Missed Call, its a sad movie!

I am Irritated.

An art She mastered and everything else

The art of losing isn’t hard to master/so many things seem filled with the intent/ to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

-One Art, Elizabeth Bishop

http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15212

the hobbit has been on a losing spree. If you ask her she’ll start bawling. I personally keep away from the subject. And frankly have no locus standi. wht with 6 cellphones, easily 3 umbrellas, 2 library books, 1 library card, hobbit has a lot to catch up on! With this she will surely lose her temper! (haha!)

Recently the Malaysian governemnt passed a law prohibiting women from wearing lipsticks and high heels to work. Object of the law is that it would reduce the chances of them being molested! We live in stupid times..

I love my new computer, especially since i can see its insides at all times. The golden silver green inlay resembles kantha work of 2050. come to think of it, we Indians made the first chip!

Coffee beans and Cloves

Now, names are deceptive, don’t fall for this one. These musings are nowhere related to recipes unless I count in recipes to disasters and a few good times. As I walk on I observe, I analyze, throw simple things into the frying pan of logic! have my paranoid fears proven wrong, and then for lack of drama, deny the semblance of normalcy life deserves. At times, with stubborn determination and reckless hope I successfully invent Episodes. It is entertaining, but not all the time. Life and time get the better of you in the end. Demons from the past do catch on to you. Ultimately it is just you and the goddamned flu! But there are also traces that people leave behind. An everlasting impact, however small, on the scheme of our lives. With time, which has a beautiful way of playing with memories, we wipe clean the bad reminiscing fondly the good, and without realizing stumble into the next phase. I too have been a delighted victim of this artifice of the heart.

Similarly, we have blogs, a collection of reflections, easily re-tailored. You post, you edit. You come back to it after a year and feel so differently, you don’t just edit, you delete. Like deleting a part of your life, chip off the story, patch it up with that that you’d rather see. Because a blog is a part of your being, it is an extension of your existence. It depicts the way we see ourselves, and, yes, way we want to be seen.

I don’t wish to claim my immortality in these words, for they are not immune to change. just as the after tastes change with time and recollections eventually attain lucidity, so would these. But once you are here, its only coffee beans and cloves.